Busy Busy Busy

I’ve been kinda busy lately. I’ve discovered a new passion-- an obsession really-- with small release, independent, art films. I view, and then review these films, watching them again and again, and often send comments to both the producers and the star.

Ok, full confession—I’m watching SnapChat videos of my grandson and texting his parents, but it does take up a lot of my time. And if it weren’t for the transitory nature of these videos—SnapChat videos poof! after a set number of views/amount of time—I’d never get anything done.

John Shane is four months old, 15 lbs., a total chunky monkey, a perfect little Little, and incredibly delectable. I give grandparenthood five stars, and highly recommend it. If you can get a gig as a grandparent, you should probably take it.

Oh sure, there are downsides, responsibilities, trials, tribulations.... First, I had to by a bigger cell phone, one with more memory/storage capacity. Occasionally, I must pretend to be politely interested when people rudely want to talk about something that isn’t about John Shane’s amazing ability to blow spit bubbles at such a tender age, or what a good bath taker he is, or any one of his fascinating characteristics. And just this afternoon, I spent an exhausting two hours trying to get wrapping paper to stick to a pony.

Flying in the house--with Dad!!

I get to spend every Wednesday with my grandson, his parents entrusting him to my care while they go out in the world and function as fully-realized adults. John and I stay home and plot our future mischief. We play games, sing songs, practice “flying,”—even if his daddy says there’s no flying in the house. (I raised his father and I must say I’m a little surprised by his sudden fondness for Rules. Where did that come from?) We read books and take naps, and Wednesdays are my favorite day of the week.

And as for Christmas? This year, I just can’t wait.